🗁Added 27 photos to album Life in Fife, 2023.
Max injured his foot, probably on some glass. So his camping trip was cancelled, and he spent the weekend convalescing with me instead. We kept walkies to a minimum, and lounged around a lot, which is Max's least favourite activity. He was very sweet and loving once he got used to the idea though, especially when I was re-bandaging his foot.
He got really good at sitting quietly on the beach with me at dawn, and not trying to dash into the sea, managing to constrain himself to gazing intensely and longingly at it instead.
